Since I've already written about the two kinds of animals living in my apartment, I decided to write a about the animal I have waiting at home in Southwest Virginia. One of my favorite parts of coming home is putting on my big rubber boots and running down to the barn. All I have to do is give a whistle and two of the most beautiful animals in the world perk up their ears and put their whole body of muscle into motion. There is one horse that is always in front. She is my baby and my very best friend. She is half Arabian and half Tennessee Walking Horse and 100% gorgeous. I throw my arms around her neck and she lays her head on my shoulder. We stay that way for a few minutes until she starts to fidget because she wants her ears scratched. By that time my father's horse, Ace decides that Mystic and I have had enough alone time. He walks right up and puts his snotty nose in my clean hair and tickles me with his lips. He wants a chin scratch and he leans into it until he starts looking ridiculously silly.

One thing about walking horses is a special gait or walk that they have called a rack. It is in between a walk and a run that is special to the walking horse. Mystic looks even more beautiful that usual when she is on a dirt road and racking. She is still young so she is still getting used to doing it correctly and really getting into to. Ace is older and he loves being able to do it. He gets so excited and lifts his feet up so high he almost kicks himself in the stomach. You can see a foal doing this gait here.